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Dec 2018
As pictured from behind, she looks
Across the water into trees,
Gripping balcony rail waist high.
She's put down bow and violin,
White table just below the rail.
French doors half open frame her back,
Her braided hair, her ankles crossed.
Her weight has shifted slightly left.
After a painting by S. Sadan
Bobby Copeland
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Bobby Copeland  65/M/Kentucky
(65/M/Kentucky)   
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